Poison brother from another world, save the world!

The pure white hood covered half of his face, leaving only a high nose bridge and light-colored lips.His lips were thin and light in color, and when they were pursed together, they looked like two sharp blades.However, when he smiled, the curvature of the corners of his lips would slow down, as if the freezing snow all over the sky had suddenly turned into fine snow falling slowly.His skin should be extremely pale - because against the backdrop of the fiery sky, the outer skin still showed a somewhat abnormal whiteness.

He was wearing the kind of white robe worn by priests in the human era, like a flower blooming in this sea of ​​fire.The piping of different shades of blue is like the tide of the sea, and the stars and stars are embroidered with dark silver silk thread on his robe.When he turned around, there was a weird but gorgeous totem embroidered on the shirt on his back.That totem is like an eye. After staring at it for a long time, you can no longer move your eyes; it seems to be able to absorb your soul from your eyes...

Zilfrig was startled—as the Illusion of Wind Swordsman, he naturally knew about this totem.He once read a book in His Majesty Silfin's library that recorded the spells of reason, and the cover of that book was this totem.This is the totem of the Mayfair clan, one of the three dark clans that have long since disappeared in legend...

"Who the hell are you..."

The man smiled slightly: "I've said it before, I'm not human."

"Enough." Chilfrig snorted coldly, but he still frowned, "Is this magic projection? Where is your body? Who is your real identity?"

The mysterious man's lips became even more interesting.He praised: "As expected of the guardian of light, one of the best magic swordsmen on the Cresia continent, the perception of magic is indeed extraordinary. It's just...you are wrong, I am not a magic projection. To be precise, I am the memory of someone who has died... left in this world."

Snake Shadow looked over in amazement!

"No wonder..." he murmured, no wonder he said he was "not human", and no wonder the system couldn't recognize...

"Young Guardian of Light and his companions." The mysterious man smiled, and gently took off his hood, revealing a pair of ears that are different from humans, "My name is Merles Mayfair .”

……

Maurice Mayfair.

Ten thousand years ago, he was one of the three dark tribes and the leader of the Mayfair tribe.Later, he rebelled against Zeurmes and, together with the Guardian of Light, wiped out Zeurmes in Qiyan City.

The best friend of the ancestor Holy Moon Kleinz and Shadow Moon Tireza.The most cherished friend of Fryer, Lord of Nephlem.

A Shadowmoon Priest who foretold the fate of San Kleinz.

The holy book of magic held by Saint Eric, the master of the holy book of the four phases.

A magister who is good at seven systems of magic, and the founder of the forbidden spells "Hourglass of Immortality" and "Eden's Aurora".

Snake Shadow and Zilfrig didn't know what to say.Merles didn't urge them either, but just looked at the two of them with a very nostalgic look.

"Besides Fryer, you are the only people I've seen since Flon Esir and Tiara Odette. During these thousands of years, when my body was annihilated on the earth After dust and returning to the embrace of the mother god, I have never seen anyone else." Amid the gurgling sound of magma, Merles' voice was very soft, "So that day... I lost my composure. Two Please forgive me."

"...it doesn't matter."

This time it was Snake Shadow who spoke.Merles turned his gaze to him: "Humans from another world?"

The other party was the greatest magister ever on the Cresia continent, so he could see through his origin at a glance, and Snake Shadow didn't think it was strange.

"Your Majesty Mayfair." Snake Shadow said, "Do you have any unfulfilled will?"

"Ah, it's natural." Merles smiled, "I'm going to hand over the Four-Phase Sacred Sword to the Guardian of Light."

"Do not."

Moles was stunned.

Snake Shadow shook his head.Merles reminded him of a man in the Miao Village.He couldn't remember exactly what that person's name was, but he only knew that he was a disciple of the Five Poison Sect.His beloved girl passed away, and he seemed to have refined a kind of Gu, refining that girl's body with a snake's body, hoping that one day the girl could change back.

Lan Lin told him this story, and Snake Shadow didn't know the details.She said that the disciple turned himself into a corpse in the end, because he wanted to fulfill the girl's wish, and her wish...what was it...

"Your will, is Friar Nephlem."

Snake Shadow's tone was very firm.

The smile on Merles' lips faded away.He closed his eyes, letting the blazing wind blow his golden hair and his clothes, passing by his fingertips.

This valley is where Fryer was born and where he died.Every inch of land here is his footprint, and every ray of hot wind here is his breath.

Fryer's greatest wish is that the flying dragons can thrive.For this wish, he is willing to pay any price.

It's just that there are too many helplessness in this world, which cannot be made up for by one person's almost sacrificial sacrifice.

The cataclysm many years ago made elves and humans disappear, and also destroyed the Neferem Mountains.Huge meteorites pouring down, mixed with flying fire, almost razed Neferem to the ground.The Moon Islands were also hit in all directions, almost sinking to the bottom of the sea.

This mutation almost killed all the wandering powerful monsters, which is why the Cypna Forest and Karema Desert have become so "safe" and "quiet".It's just that, together with these monsters, too many things were destroyed in the downpour of fire.

Flair died in that firestorm.

It's not that he's not strong enough to protect himself.He died to protect his people.

Before dying, Fryer handed the forged holy sword to Merles, and wished to make two last wishes to him.

One, he hopes he can pass the sword on to the next generation of Guardians of the Light.

Second, he hopes that he can live a good life and not feel sad because of his own death.

Moles did so.However, his life is not endless after all.On the day when his life was about to end, the person chosen by the moon god and born with a coat of arms still did not appear.

But he wants to fulfill Fryer's last wish.

therefore……

"...Therefore, I created this 'projection' so that my memory can be preserved until the appearance of the Guardian of Light." Merles looked at the snake shadow quietly, "Your senses are very keen, human. "

"May I help you?"

The reason why Snake Shadow asked this question was because he remembered the disciple of the Five Poisons—no, it wasn't just him.There are too many idiotic men and women in the Five Immortals Sect, and their ultimate goal of learning Gu is to heal and even revive their dead relatives, friends, lovers... such as themselves.

He can understand that kind of obsession and that kind of pain.

"Thank you, but I'm fine." Merles refused with a smile. "The projection of magic is immortal. I will stay here until the end of the world."

At this moment, Zilfrig, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "This world will not end. Even if all civilizations on the earth collapse, everything will eventually start again. You..."

Do you want to keep wandering like this forever, carrying the memories of the past with you?

How could Merles fail to guess what Zilfrig had left to say.He stretched out his hand, and a long sword slowly fell, finally hanging in front of Zilfrig.

The sharp sword body is like a mirror, reflecting everything around it clearly.The hilt is carved with lifelike vines, and the emerald green leaves are coiled around the hilt, as if it will grow out at any time.On the hilt of the sword was decorated with a pair of gemstones of the same blue color, which looked extraordinarily moist against the firelight.When the blade landed in front of him, a strong air current wrapped him around it.The originally calm wind element suddenly became agitated, as if attracted by an invisible magnetic field, setting off a violent wind!

At this moment, Rao Zilfrig couldn't help reaching out to resist.The strong wind blew away his long hair, and a few strands hit the blade and were cut off in an instant!

This is such a sharp sword!Not to mention the blade for cutting gold and breaking jade, the magic power of the long sword itself is enough to make people admire!

And Merles' voice also came over: "The guardian of light's saber has four forms: fire, water, wind, and earth, which can be changed according to the spell attributes practiced by the guardian of light. Esir is the Phantom Sword of Fire, so his sword is the holy sword Flame. Shan Kleinz's element is water, so her sword is called Canglan. And you..."

"I have already predicted the spell you will practice, so Fryer obtained the atmospheric core on the Great Plains of Luna Minz for you, and cast this holy sword of the wind spirit. When Esir became the moon god, he Handed the holy sword to Fryer, and Fryer recast the holy sword with the full moon."

Zilfrig reached out and tentatively grasped the hilt of his sword.The moment his fingers touched the hilt of the sword, a powerful airflow shot out, and the cold and sharp sewing actually tore through his cloak.Zilfrig raised the holy sword and swung it vigorously towards the valley. The direction pointed by the sword edge suddenly turned pale blue, and the originally calm lake of fire was suddenly stirred up by a ten-meter-high wave!

The hot magma was blown away by the wind and sprinkled on the surrounding stones, making a "sizzling" scorching sound.Zilfrig spread out the wind barrier to cover the snake shadow to prevent him from being splashed by lava.

Zilfrig's incredulous expression obviously made Merles smile—probably proud of the sword, after all, it was forged by his dead friend.

"The sword in your hand is the saber of the guardians of the past generations. Charles, the first guardian of the light at the beginning of the creation, once used it to defeat the king of the Zemons, Tiraicha. Klein Zi used it to banish the soul of Zeulmes to the bottom of the River Styx, and Esir used it to defeat tens of thousands of troops."

"The guardians of light in the past are all human beings, but you are the first orc. If it can exert its greatest power in your hands, then I can rest in peace..."